Last Day Before Big Bad Spring Break!

Hey, I'm not really in the mood for typing out a whole huge blog, so I'll keep this one short. Today was pretty run of the mill... I do have an Archy Drawing midterm in an hour and a half though (I really don't know how that's gonna go...). Right now however I'm watching the latest episode of Heroes that I missed due to being at work... You know what, fuck all the people who dislike 3rd season (volume 3 and 4). This shit is beastie as all Hell! Moving on. I've tried two energy drinks as of late that I haven't typed my reviews of. Both of which are new flavors from Amp. One is green tea, the other being black tea. Personally, I prefer actual green tea over black tea, but whne concerning the new amp flavors: It's black tea all the way! The green tea just tasted too acidic and not like tea (more juicey than anything else. The black tea on the other hand had much more of a tea flavor (plus about 40mg more caffine). Yeah. I'm totally happy for spring brake though! The only down side is it's only a week. Hell yeah, I'm gonna go all crazy and shit like girls gone wild except... I'm a guy... and I won't be going anywhere... Basically it's nothing like girls gone wild and I'll bwe catching up on a lot of sleep!

And So Another Week Begins

Ah... sigh... It's Monday. I stayed up a little longer than I wanted to last night (not drastically though). I usually try to get to bed around 11 (while I'm in school), and last night, it was probably closer to 12. And to be honest, if anybody's got a problem with me think 11 is a perfectly legitimate bedtime, you can blow me! I like to sleep, why would you have a fucking problem with that? Who the fuck cares that I'm a college student, the way I see it, most college students stay up as late as they do for 2 reasons: 1.) Procrastination. We push shit off too far, and end up fucked at the last minute with a boat load of work to do (Yes I've been there. Intro to Archy last semester... yeah). and 2.) People stay up late because they want to wake up the next morning extremely tired. Now they can bitch about to garner sympathy from those surrounding them. True, we all like to have people on our sides of things, and to make people realize that our lives are no walk in the park... but whose is? Why should you get all the attention? Greedy little bastards... But anyways. This morning I woke a little while before my alarm went off, and I was really awake... like wide awake... it was crazy. So, I just sat there and figured I would wait for the alarm... And then I fell back asleep... I woke up a little later, turned off the alarm, and still just sat around. I finally got up at 6:50, which I was supposed to get up at 6:30... Then I went downstairs, ate and went back upstairs to pack my shit. I got my backpack, tried finding stuff to take with me today and finally made my way back downstairs... Long story short, I went up and down those stairs about 4 more times... I finally got out my door (I couldn't find my hat! Saaaaaaad face). I hauled ass of to the bus stop and just caught it. I got to school (fuck my life) and remembered I had to take a quiz online (I got a 6/10... good enough). I chatted with Beau for a bit, wasted some time on the internet, then went to class. My first class of the day is Architecture theory. I like the class [sort of], but it can get quite dull. So, in order to combat this, I brought myself an energy drink. Todays was a venom (sale + coupon... W00T!). It was good. I mean, it sorta tasted like a Monster (which if you don't know, is Satan's piss... I think) but much more berry...er... I liked it, and it did keep me awake through out class. Now, this got me thinking. I'm no fan of monster. I mean, I can stomach the stuff if necesary, but I'm no fan by any means. But this stuff sorta tasted like it... and it kept me awake... what? Does this mean that Monster effectively does what it's supposed to? Hmmmmmm. So this got me thinking, for the integrity of my ongoing highly scientific list of energy drinks, how they taste, and how well they 'work'. So, wish me luck, because I will be purchasing and review Monster energy drinks in the coming weeks (if they're on sale... Hey! Fuck you guys! I save money!). Once I got out of class, I ate my lunch, drew for a little while, and handed in my architecture work. I'm a bit dissapointed at the quality of my work, but I'm hoping they take it [a little] easy on me because it is the first assigment of the semester. Yeah. Now, I'm writing my blog, which I'm fairly enjoying. I'm also (yet again) watching sXePhil's videos. Now, I know it sounds like I watch him alot, but in reality, he just has a shit ton of videos and I don't have a shit ton of time. My next class, which doesn't start until 3:30 (it's 12:30...), is English and I'm not all that excited about it. Why? well one because it's English, but two because I forgot to bring a pencil with me... Yeah, how am I supposed to write in an English class, with no pencil (see title)... And on top of that, I've got work tonight. I haven't had work work on a Monday since the Summer. Blarg. I only have about 4 hours of work tonight, which isn't bad at all, It's just the fact that I work for four days in a row. I don't like working a bunch of days in a row because it kills my scheadule. It's like I take a bus here, take a bus home, go to work, go home to sleep, wake up at 6, then do it all again. Sigh. I'll also be missing Heroes tonight, which I guess in a way I'm used to, and will just catch it online some time during the week (or if my internet buddy at home sticks around, I coule do it there ^.^). I guess that's about everything. I'm trying to think of shit to just cram in here because I'm bored... With nothing coming to mind I will bid thee farewell...

Ugh!

I'm not in too good a mood right now. You see, I just took [and likely failed] my Physics test. It was a complete kick in the dick. Seriously. My dick is reeling with pain. Immense pain, and it doesn't make me happy. Not at all, nuh-uh!

Well, lets hit the rev. button for a second here. Last night, I went to my very monotonous art class. Now, like I said, I had a badass (rather, as badass as a picture of me can be) self portrait I drew in charcoal (It literally, and I'm sorry if I said like a jerk or anything, pwnzrd everyone elses...easily). When we had critique Kevin (the instructor) said he like it... and listed examples of things he thought I had done well, but then said it wasn't right for the class because I used a picture... Oh well... fuck it, I liked it... After critique we had a 5-10 minute break which he talked to me during about my thoughts and opinions on observations from life vs. pictures. He said some more technical gobbley gloock and demonstrated his personal preferences and opinions. I guess in a way, I can respect him when he actually talks through things and expresses what he wants to get across... but I personally do not like the way he goes about his class. Not that it matters much now... we've only got 4 more classes... Anywho, I asked him if I could have my picture back so I could finishe the shoulders and arms... he said he'd like to hold on to it, and made me write 'From Photo' on it... this did not make me happy face. I better get that damn thing back! For serious... After class, I took my happy ass to the bus stop and caught my lonely last bus home. The driver was really cool though. He and I talked for a little bit and then he dropped me off literally right infront of my house (props). I got home and cracked open the Physics stuff. I studied for about an hour, maybe an hour and a half, then threw all of the shit off my bed and went to sleep.

This morning, my alarm was off, so my mom had to wake me up (dammit!). I got ready really quick and left my house about 7: 27. I was walking to the bus stop, when all of a sudden, the 49U sneaks up behind me... then fucking jets past me! BASTARD!!! Nooooooooooooooooooo! I needed to catch that damn bus to get to campus early so I could study! Fuck my life! Steve and Beau were on that bus and we got some very important conversing done (sorta), all while I pretended to study. We got to campus, and long story short... I didn't get much studying in. So I went to class... and here I am. you're all caught up and I'm not all too happy.

Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace...

Now I'm gonna try to get the latest episode of Heroes done (I won't be here later in the week. W00T for thanksgiving!!!), then I've got math. I really hope we're just reviewing today... that would be sweet. However, something tells me, we're actually going to do something of substance, which basically means I'm going to finish my checkerboard pattern on the graph paper she gave us! Rofl...

Today Has Been A Crappy Morning...

So, this morning, I woke up, then abruptly fell back asleep. So, my mom had to come wake me up. So now, after I ate, it was about 7. I stayed in bed till maybe 5 after before I finally got up. I packed my backpack, went downstairs and got dressed. Then I packed my lunch, went back upstairs, got all my shit and left. So, it took me a while to find a gap in the morning traffic and j-walk (Oh no! better make sure there's no BDPD around!) across the street to the bus stop. As I was doing this... I watched the bus power past me... Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad face. So I got to the bus stop, and checked the time and when the next one would come by. I had a good half an hour before the next one came... Fuck my life... So I walked to the further stop. It's better to walk around then just stand there for half an hour... it's cold... So at the other bus stop, Steve and Steph came. They once again stayed in the van cuz they're whinny bitches, so I jumped in the van with them. Apparently, Steve was not happy cuz it was "8 in the morning" (Hah! Jokes on Steve! It was only 7:55! True story!). I then remembered to tell Steve about Heroes inevitable demise. Let me explain. The first season was amazing. It took the world by the balls and became an instant phenomenom. It was great. I loved it. So then 2nd season came out. Tim Kring expressed the want to change the way the story was told by instead of the story being revealed periodically, it would instead build for long periods of time, and then BAM! you learn mass amounts in a very short period of time. He thought that Heroes fans would appreciate this building of tension and curiousity. Needless to say, that people disliked this way of story-telling due to the way it seemed to drag on. I personally didn't mind it. Sure the season was cut short due to the writer's strike, but... whatever (see title). So then, after fans began to complain. Tim Kring publically stated 'I'm sorry, thought it was a good move, didn't work out, let's get this shit back on track' (again, I didn't think the second season was THAT bad... sure it had its lulls, but there was still very useful information in it). Now after the 'mistake' that was season 2, everyone was gearing up for a triumph return in the highly anticipated season 3. Okay, they're on about episode 8 right now, and as you all know (if you actually read my blog) I've kept up with every episode of the third season. And guess what? It's great! Uped special effects, twisting character plots, time travel, and enough stuff to keep you guessing and wondering what's going to happen next. But oh no, whiney little bitches stopped watching it because their feeble little minds can't fucking wrap around there being two Peters for 1-2 episodes... EAT SHIT! Season 3 has brought back everything they possible could that made season 1 a succes! There's been one thing that I honestly disliked in the entire season. Oh my God. Why are people so damn dumb?!?! So... I need to move on from peoples incompitence, because I could type for hours about the morons who think season 3 is confussing and lacking a plot (If I meet any of you... I'm squishing your heads... it's jus that simple...). So, what does NBC decide to do about all of this? They thought it would be a good idea to fire Jesse Alexander and Jeph Loeb, two writers/producers who have been working under Kring since the shows conception... HOW THE FUCK IS A JUSTIFIABLE FIRST STEP FOR NBC TO MAKE?!?!?! Great, now we have an amazing sci-fi drama that I've been following since 2006 with an over 4 million dollar an episode budget, without two of the most important men behind it... This doesn't look at all like NBC is panicing (hard-core) and trying to fix the boats holes they've infact put in it... Wow... I can already see this sad downward spiral taking affect... And you know what, who knows, maybe the show will be alright... maybe even better (doubt it), but my opinions as of now are pretty clear... YOU FUCKED UP NBC! HEROES SAVED YOUR ASS FROM BEING SHIT CANNED! NOW YOU FUCKED THEM OVER LIKE A SAD TWO DOLLAR HOOKER!!!

Sorry, but that all just adds to my crappy morning. I also had a hard time in physics. My eyelidsd were soooo heavy. I was awake, but I couldn't keep my eyes open. I even had an energy drink there with me. Then we took a quiz which I think I got one or two questions wrong... Oh well I got the extra credit right. You know, the whole purpose of school is to actually teach us something, not try to slip us up by retarded miswordings... we're not gonna learn anything that way... Just thought you'd want to know Deba... And later today I've got my math class which will likely be very boring (who thought it was necessary to have 2 hour long math classes?). And the couo de grace, as soon as I get home, I eat, and then leave for work. I don't mind going to work and working, i just don't want to deal with dumb fucking people all night. Are YMCA rules really that hard to fucking understand? Men go in the men's locker room, women go in the women's locker room, kids have their own room... Were the signs on the doors not clear enough or are you just illeterate? Blarg... I did however find out that my art 'instructor' won't be here on Wed. so I actually have a free night midweek which makes me surprised happy face! K, I'm gonna go now, cuz I wants to feed my fat ass before math starts. Bye Kiwi...

Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

...So... about that architecture project... I worked on it from about 6-ish to 4 in the morning. So, I effectively got three hours of sleep. Whoo-hoo. Worse than that, I've actually taken the first step in a dramatic change to my... well lets just say my social life. Can't say yet what exactly what it is or if anything will really come out of it... but it scares me a little. Change can be a frightening thing, especially in matters of the heart. Anyways, I'm gonna get going because Heroes is more important than talking to myself...